[Intro]

I got the gun off of him Mark, call 911!

You're going to call 911

Yeah yeah, 'cause you just upped a gun on me nigga

You put one in the head, like you gonna shoot me nigga

(B-B-Billy Made It)

You're literally about to go to jail so

[Chorus]

Drop yo' address, we finna reconstruct yo' boulevard

Bring this, stop the violence, choppa out the window, tear the hood apart

When I'm bustin' out the backseat, they'll put yo' car in park

I'm never fightin' with no keys, inside the whip it's push start

The greatest artist of all time, but I ain't talkin' about that typa art

Oh that's yo' granny's last hunnid? I'll take it that's my typa heart

I got aim-bot in real life, I shot thе stick and hit him from afar

These blue tippеd 7.62 bullets way too loud, settin' off car alarms

[Verse]

The opps know when I'm slidin', they can hear me in the Scat Pack

Nice VVS chain, I'll have my demons come and snatch that

Covid-19 over with, so you can quit thuggin' on snapchat

Once you sick, I spent the same day, you will never get that cash back

He died a month ago, y'all still haven't slid or clapped back

I would've put him in a bag, and left his body where the rats at

Deleted all my jugg patients, I think Officer Kev watchin' me

I wanna pistol whip his ass, but I know he gon' call the cops on me

Lets go beat his ass, then post it on the 'gram, just so the opps can see

Camille want my baby, come and get this lil' ho off of me

Nah come right back, I'm bustin' on your face for how you talk to me

No car, and she ain't have a Uber, I made her fat-ass walk to me

I never gotta pop the trunk, I leave the Draco in the first seat

So I can chop you on the 'gram, then left his brains in the first seat

Heard the other side been clickin' up, but we still got them both beat

Rollin' in that wheelchair, 'cause we done popped yo' ass in both feet

[Bridge– Officer Kev / 10kKev]

You'll stay? I must not be here today

I won't keep everybody

You a snitch

I wanna hear you drop dead tonight

I wanna hear your body go *thunt*

I wanna hear your body hit the ground

[Chorus]

Drop yo' address, we finna reconstruct yo' boulevard

Bring this, stop the violence, choppa out the window, tear the hood apart

When I'm bustin' out the backseat, they'll put yo' car in park

I'm never fightin' with no keys, inside the whip it's push start

The greatest artist of all time, but I ain't talkin' about that typa art

Oh that's yo' granny's last hunnid? I'll take it that's my typa heart

I got aim-bot in real life, I shot the stick and hit him from afar

These blue tipped 7.62 bullets way too loud, settin' off car alarms

[Outro]

Put the gun down!

You will!

You're only just a lil' bitch, ho, think about it!

[?]

Put the gun down!